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Dani Cunningham
Poems
Jan 2012
When i am weak
i want to scribble all my secrets
on the inside of your giant palms
let you squeeze them out of exsistence
lay my sweating worried forehead near you heart
hyponitize myself to the beat
fasten myself around you like strings to a guitar
and be rhythm
and be harmony
and be noise upon noise upon noise
layered to your liking
and all at once quiet
with my nose to your nose
so close i can't remember what color your eyes are
so close i don't feel anything but the deep blue hole
only a soul on a soul
i dream of just being the light
the speckles that escape between the shades
and dance on the floor
as the wind rustles the blinds
i want to be wrestled into harmony
pushed into fantasy
kidnapped by bliss
and if it can't come for me
i want to scribble all my secrets
on the inside of your giant palms
-there they might be safe from me
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Dani Cunningham
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